Thor was gathering troops! Thor is the Thunder God, not the God of Hammers. Even if his Godly Power is stripped or sealed by Odin, Thor's body can still instinctively react with Godly Power.
Duval bombarded Thor with the Thunder God's power of Mjolnir, and Thor woke up as expected, his body healing at an accelerated rate as if he had been injected with hormones.
Thor quickly checked his body, looking at the wound on his chest that was healing, and glanced inside.
"Don't worry, there's no Xenomorph. I took it out a long time ago." Duval dragged over a chair that had been greeted by bullets and sat down in front of Thor.
"Is the war over? Where's Loki?"
"He escaped. He suffered a big loss as soon as he came to Earth, so maybe he'll learn a lesson. But his current situation shouldn't be good. He used so much magic, he must be feeling terrible." Duval said.
Thor breathed a sigh of relief. Loki was so cunning that as long as he could escape, he wouldn't need to worry about the rest. Then, he silently looked at the Thunder God's Hammer in Duval's hand, his mouth bitter.
His straightforward mind, although he didn't know exactly what had happened, felt a pang of sadness just seeing Mjolnir being casually played with by Duval.
First Magneto, and now Duval, he couldn't say a word, suffering a severe blow.
"Midgardian, I challenge you." Thor stood up, reluctantly watching the Godly Power on his body surface rapidly disappearing, and said resolutely.
"And the reason, Son of Odin?"
"You have humiliated me. As an Asgardian, honor is above all else."
"How did I humiliate you?"
"You used the race that follows you to parasitize me."
"But I took it out again. Of course, the power I promised you is also gone. Isn't this the result you wanted? You helped Loki regardless of the cost, and you succeeded. I successfully helped Loki escape. As an Asgardian who values honor, as the Son of Odin, you repay your benefactor by fighting him to the death?"
Duval looked gentle.
He didn't tell Thor that the method he used to help Loki escape was to join forces with Magneto to beat Loki up, forcing Loki to run away.
Thor opened his mouth, then turned and walked out: "In that case, I'll find a place to end my life."
Duval nodded slightly, as expected of Thor's personality.
But as soon as he moved, several doctors rushed up and hugged him.
"Wait, at least let us study your body thoroughly!"
"..."
Duval waved his hand, and several Xenomorphs drove the doctors out. He then sent Raven out to clean up the corpses outside, and said to Thor, "I have seen your courage in the face of death, but apart from that, you have not shown any of the responsibility of the Son of Odin."
"What do you know! I made a big mistake and I'm no longer the Thunder God! And even Mjolnir has chosen you." Thor looked grief-stricken, he was truly disheartened.
The Thunder God, who had been proud for more than a thousand years, had never suffered such humiliation!
"You become like this just because you lost your Godly Power? You are the Thunder God, not the God of Hammers. I haven't heard that God-King Odin isn't the God-King just because he lost Gungnir and the Destroyer Armor. As a descendant of the God-King, even without Mjolnir, you are still a god, and powerful Godly Power is sleeping within you." Duval said.
Thor would only awaken his true power and evolve into the Thunder God 2.0 version that doesn't need the Thunder God's Hammer when he fights Hela.
Duval just pointed it out to Thor now, not caring if it was useful or not.
Thor was silent, as if he had realized something: "Give me Mjolnir, I think..."
"I don't want you to think, I want me to think, how could I give you Mjolnir." Duval held the Thunder God's Hammer tightly.
He was kidding, he had just obtained Godly Power, and could only temporarily confirm that Godly Power was a type of body energy. Combining the examples of the major cosmic god races, he confirmed that this thing could probably be genetically inherited. How could he easily return this good thing to Thor?
"...Lend it to me!" Thor's words were heartbreaking.
"I won't lend it." Duval refused, "I won't lend my power to an outsider who has no value to me."
"You can lift Mjolnir, clearly because you used that creature to parasitize me."
"...Unexpectedly witty." Duval nodded frankly. This was not difficult to guess, but it was surprising that Thor could react so quickly.
Duval pointed to his chest: "According to your statement, my followers—the Xenomorphs—have the ability to parasitize and obtain some of the host's genetic material. I obtained part of your genes through the Xenomorphs, thereby gaining Mjolnir's approval."
There was nothing to hide about this. In short, all kinds of messy news about him and the Xenomorphs had been flying all over the internet, with all kinds of guesses.
After all, the world seemed to have suddenly become much more lively these days, and all kinds of superhumans were appearing.
Even if Thor, like in the original timeline, had a great enlightenment and lived as a mortal on Earth for a period of time, he could search for Duval's information on the internet and guess the general idea, so Duval didn't intend to hide it from Thor.
"You mean?"
"What I mean is, roughly speaking, my body contains your bloodline, brother Thor. In other words, Mjolnir ultimately chose you, and only because of you is it willing to accept my command," Duval said frankly.
There was no shame in it; he had failed when he initially tried to lift the Thunder God's Hammer, and Thor had witnessed it.
Thor felt his head buzzing.
"Let's talk about something you're interested in: Loki is probably still on Earth, and he must be looking for an opportunity to negotiate with you. You can listen carefully and then think it over," Duval said, turning his head to look to the side.
Thor looked over as well, recognizing an Eternal, but then his expression changed drastically as he saw the Eternal's body convulsing violently, his chest bursting open, and a Xenomorph erupting from within.
"This!!"
"This is a Xenomorph. Of course, I can decide whether it needs to Chestburster or not, it's just a thought." Duval reached out, and the newly born, tiny Xenomorph displayed super speed, turning into a blur and instantly climbing onto Duval's shoulder.
In a few more hours, this little thing would rapidly grow into a mature form two to three meters tall.
Thor truly recognized the horror of this creature.
Acquiring the host's genetic material through parasitism... or rather, the superpowers contained in the genes...
Thor couldn't help but look down at his already healed chest.
If Duval hadn't taken that thing out, wouldn't he have eventually...?
As for the bloody business of parasitism and Chestbursters, it wasn't a big deal to Thor. If there was anything to criticize, it was just Chestbursting someone who had lost their fighting power, but that wasn't a major issue.
Thor himself was a violent and warlike war maniac. Before starting a war with aliens, he would offer a word of surrender when he was in a good mood, but the problem was that before the war even started, the other side didn't think they would definitely lose, so how could they agree? As a result, Thor would pick up his hammer and start a massacre with peace of mind.
Not to mention Hela, who was countless times more brutal than Thor, and the people she killed could fill the continent of Asgard.
Being able to raise this pair of war maniac offspring, Odin could be considered a good teacher.
"I told you just now that I immediately removed the Xenomorph when it had just finished parasitizing you, otherwise you wouldn't be alive now."
"Don't joke around, even if I really Chestbursted, I wouldn't die. Even if I lost my Godly Power and didn't have strong self-healing abilities, Loki would use magic to repair my body," Thor retorted.
Duval nodded, he believed this. Directly borrowing the power to repair the body from a god of multiple positions, with Loki's magical attainments, it was really possible to do it, completely able to create a new set of chest organs for Thor out of thin air.
But how much the price would be was another matter.
"Thank you for your honesty. You are a despicable but thoroughly bad warrior. At another time, maybe we would become friends, but now I will not join your team. Thor—former Thor, Son of Odin, will not become your follower," Thor shook his head.
He could hear the meaning in Duval's words, this was giving him a second chance to choose: to get the Thunder God's Hammer back, he would have to be parasitized by the Xenomorph again and become Duval's man.
The last time he agreed was because the situation was dangerous, and for Loki's sake, he was prepared to seek death after the war to preserve his dignity, which is why he agreed.
Although the final development was not what he expected, he was parasitized, but not completely parasitized, and he did not obtain the "power" from Duval that could help Loki on the battlefield. This made Thor a little awkward, half-finished, stuck in an intermediate state, not knowing what to do.
But this time, there was absolutely no such possibility. He would rather be a mortal than preserve his few remaining dignity.
"Thor, my brother, you must know that some things, once there is one time, there will be countless times."
"Shut up, even if you are a strong man from Midgard, possessing a lot of ancient and secret information, you can't call me that! I'm not your brother at all!!" Thor jumped up, "I said, there will never be a second time!"
"The way you are now reminds me of a lion that has its tail stepped on and explodes. Look at your messy hair, I'll give you some money later, go to the store and buy two more bottles of shampoo, this is the beginning of you becoming a mortal."
If Thor still had Godly Power, he could just use Godly Power to wash his body.
Thor stormed out of the dilapidated building, under the gaze of Dum Dum Dugan and the others next door.
Honestly, Duval would never figure out how many batches of Dum Dum Dugan had been replaced in the building next door.
"Major intelligence, Thor left! Duval didn't stop him, nor did he send a Xenomorph to follow him, this is our chance!"
"Quickly report to Fury!"
The Dum Dum Dugans immediately became excited. Some smart guys were already wondering how much money this news should get Fury to pay. The main body was particularly short of money now, and they, the clones monitoring Duval, didn't know what the main body was doing.
Not long after, under the dumbfounded gaze of a group of Dum Dum Dugans, Thor came back.
"Mr. Thor, what are you doing?" a Dum Dum Dugan wearing an apron and dutifully selling raw meat shouted loudly.
Thor looked up at the building next door. Well, from bottom to top, there were several identical guys lying prone on each window looking at him.
Bang! Thor punched open the dilapidated iron gate, causing the broken iron to collapse under the weight.
"Welcome back, Thor Odinson. I think you talked to Loki?" Duval sat calmly in his chair, without even changing his posture.
"Yes, things have changed."
Thor's eyes were already bloodshot, and tear stains were faintly visible on his face, filled with sorrow and self-blame, but he still pointed to the building next door with a pained expression: "Just a reminder, there's a bunch of idiots watching you in that direction, you need to be careful."
"They're watching you, but your assessment is spot on. The professional quality of these agents is truly worrying. I wonder what the most elite batch of clones are busy with," Duval said with a sigh.
Thor looked around, dragged over a sofa that was missing half of its parts, and plopped down on it, collapsing the frame-deficient sofa with a bang. But he obviously didn't care about that, lost in his own pain: "Father is dead."
"My condolences."
"I'm saying, the Father of the Gods, the strongest in the Nine Realms, the master of Asgard, God-King Odin is dead!"
"Yes, I heard. What do you plan to do? Do you want to explain to me in detail that my father is gone?"
Duval pointed to his chest with particular seriousness.
Elektra, who was originally supporting a Xenomorph, carefully using her newly grown legs, almost couldn't hold back when she heard this. She drew her broken sword and stabbed herself hard, then revealed a look of horror.
Thor's tiger eyes contained tears: "You just said that I was your brother, with Odin's blood flowing through my veins."
"Just say it, what exactly do you want to express?"
"War has broken out. Loki has already rushed back to Asgard to lead the army to resist the Frost Giants' attack." A deep worry and resentment flashed in Thor's eyes.
He hated his own incompetence, indirectly causing Odin's death, and he also hated Jotunheim for taking advantage of the situation.
But what he was most worried about was, without a Skyfather-level powerhouse guarding it, how could Asgard resist the powerful Frost Giants? Duval stroked his chin, observing Thor's expression. The sorrow was genuine.
If Hela had received this news, she would be dancing on Odin's grave in minutes.
However, these siblings had one thing in common: they were both extremely confident that Jotunheim was trash, and as long as they went, no matter how many Frost Giants came, they would all die!
But Thor currently has no Godly Power, he can't handle it at all! Thor finally stated his purpose.
"I know that asking you for help is absurd, but I have no choice... I hope to borrow troops from you! I want to lead a powerful and loyal army back to Asgard and counterattack Jotunheim!"
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